Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three Five Leagues Meeting Begins
Xiang An walked behind Shen Cheng and walked into the Fang Shengshan venue accompanied by waves of mighty drums.
Speaking of Zhou Qi's work, it was indeed very appropriate. The five huge pillars that originally stood in the center and the platforms on the pillars all disappeared at this moment. They were replaced by a flat stone platform. In the middle of the flat stone platform,
A vigorous and powerful black word "Tao" is painted in the center of the stone platform. What is even more eye-catching is that the seal inscription with the three characters "Qing Pingzi" in the lower right corner is also a perfect copy, as if it was stamped with Xu Shuping's private seal.
After leading everyone to stand still, Zhou Qi, dressed in a cyan Taiyi Sect disciple's Taoist robe, walked onto the stone platform. Behind him were four little boys, one holding a small wooden box, one holding a glazed bowl, and the other two.
They worked together to lift a wooden table. Although the little boy was not old, his face was solemn. He did not panic at all under the gaze of nearly a thousand people, and his steps were steady and powerful, as if these more than a thousand people did not exist at all.
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The four children placed the wooden table, wooden box, and glass bowl in front of Zhou Qi with a tacit understanding. Their movements were capable and not sloppy at all. This made everyone in the audience feel sorry for the four well-trained children.
Have a good impression.
Zhou Qi, who had everything ready, did not speak in a hurry. It was not until Xu Shuping, who was sitting in the middle of the venue, waved his hand that he spoke up and took charge.
"Fellow Taoists, I am Zhou Qi from the Taiyi Sect. Today I will preside over the drawing ceremony for this five-alliance martial arts meeting." Zhou Qi was full of energy, and his tall and straight figure made him look upright. "In front of me,
There are twenty-five wooden balls placed in the wooden box. Now I invite all Taoist friends who participated in this Five Alliance Martial Arts Competition to come up to the stage and draw their own numbers."
As soon as Zhou Qi finished speaking, before he could finish the second half of his sentence, he saw a purple figure first emerge from the queue of disciples of Ziwu Villa and rushed straight towards the stone platform.
By the time everyone reacted, Qiu Feng had already taken out a small wooden ball from the wooden box and held it in his hand, with a proud smile on his face.
Regardless of other people's whispers, Qiu Feng raised his hand on the stage, and a number 23 was held in his hand. After the display, Qiu Feng did not quickly return to the queue of Ziwu Villa as if he were on stage, but
He walked back slowly and calmly. Yan Zhesheng, the owner of Ziwu Villa in the audience, had a smile on his face at some point. In contrast, the faces of the other four righteous leaders
On the other hand, his eyes were expressionless. He didn't know if he was a little unhappy with Qiu Feng's pushy behavior.
Although Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment, not knowing how many times he scratched Qiu Feng who disrupted his plan with a knife, he still waved his face as usual and asked the child aside to record Qiu Feng's number in the book.
The limelight has been stolen by the autumn wind, and other people who originally had this idea will naturally not be unhappy anymore. After all, the wooden ball is not a rare treasure, everyone has it, and there is no need to fight for it.
Xiang An followed the queue and took a wooden ball from the wooden box. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was the No. 1 wooden ball. Shen Cheng in front had the No. 25 wooden ball, and Shao Yongchang behind him had the No. 16 wooden ball.
Seeing that Xiang An had drawn number 1, Shen Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this country boy in his eyes was really lucky. In the Five Alliance Conference, each sect had five disciples, and if they competed against each other, there must be one person.
It's a bye, as usual, this
The one who got a bye was the disciple who got number one.
Sure enough, after everyone drew their corresponding numbers, Zhou Qi on the stage said, "According to the usual practice, Junior Brother Xiang'an of the Taiyi Sect holding No. 1 will get a bye in the first round, and the other fellow Taoists next to him will
Number catching and comparison test!”
At this time, the whole venue was like a boiling pot. Some people were clever and thoughtful to find out who their opponents were, some people with knowledge and knowledge wrote down the opponents one by one, and some people who were about to compete were looking for them.
His opponent caused chaos in the entire venue for a while.
At this time, the strong man at the edge of the venue once again beat the big drum, which was as tall as the person in charge.
The drum beat became more and more urgent, as if trying to suppress the noisy sound.
As the last hammer fell, everyone once again focused their attention on Zhou Qi on the stage.
"Now we invite you, Taoist fellow Taoist Deng Tianling from Ziwu Villa to face Taoist Taoist Ji Yongchang from Moyu Mountain."
Deng Tianling, who was dressed in a purple Taoist robe, was just like Qiu Feng who had been in the limelight just now. As soon as Zhou Qi finished speaking, he flew onto the stage.
Mo Yushan's Ji Yongchang maintained Mo Yushan's always low-key style. Dressed in black, he stood quietly opposite Deng Tianling.
Seeing that both of them were standing, Zhou Qi stepped down from the stone platform. As soon as the drums sounded, the main event of the nominal Five Alliance Conference, the Five Alliance Martial Arts Competition, officially began.
The monks at Ziwu Villa seem to have some special interest in purple. Not only is Deng Tianling wearing a purple robe, but even the sharp sword in his hand is shimmering with purple.
Ji Yongchang from Moyu Mountain took a step back with his right foot. He did not take out any weapon, but raised his hands to protect the middle door.
"Is this guy from Moyu Mountain not even carrying a weapon?" A Taiyi Sect disciple who was watching the battle couldn't help but asked in confusion.
Shao Yongchang, who was standing behind Xiang An, whispered back, "Mo Yushan's weapons are very different from ours. Mo Yushan pays attention to choosing weapons as you please. Whatever weapon you choose depends on your own choice. You are not limited to knives and swords."
There are all kinds of common weapons, such as whips, sticks, spears, daggers, etc. In my opinion, this fellow Taoist Ji Yongchang must also have chosen an uncommon weapon."
"Oh~" The Taiyi Sect disciple who asked the question turned around and saw that it was Shao Yongchang who answered his question, then turned around and confessed, "Thank you, Senior Brother Shao, for clearing up the confusion."
Shao Yongchang nodded and turned his gaze back to the stone platform.
Although Shao Yongchang's voice was not loud, Xiang An, who had been listening attentively, also listened to every word. This also answered his question. After all, besides Taiyi Sect, he knew the most about Xiang An.
It's Huayu Palace, but little is known about the details of other sects.
On the stone platform, after the initial test, Deng Tianling from Ziwu Villa first launched a continuous attack on Ji Yongchang from Moyu Mountain.
Taking advantage of the advantage of his long sword, Deng Tianling gave up the larger sword moves such as chopping, slashing, and piercing. Instead, he kept using stabbing, point, cloud, and other fast sword moves against Ji Yongchang.
The big points on the chest launched an attack.
But Ji Yongchang, who is "eccentric" when it comes to choosing weapons, has obviously seen this kind of situation many times. He kept his fist close to his chest and even defeated Deng Tianling several times in head-to-head confrontations.
The long sword folded back.
"Ding ding ding" Deng Tianling's swords stabbed the back of Ji Yongchang's hand, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.
Only then did Xiang An see clearly that Ji Yongchang's punch was actually wearing a finger tiger, and there was a row of spikes in front of the finger tiger. The cold light reflected by the spikes made it very sharp.
The disciples who can stand out from their own sect and come to participate in the Five Alliance Martial Arts Competition naturally have some real qualities. Deng Tianling gave a slight shout, and suddenly turned his sword force, no longer obsessed with attacking Ji Yongchang's chest.
Instead, it expanded the range of the sword's power.
Xiang An only felt that Ji Yongchang's entire body seemed to be surrounded by Deng Tianling's purple sword light. The purple sword light could actually radiate light under the sunlight, and it was quite dazzling to anyone who was hit by it.
"It seems that this fellow Daoist Deng is serious about it." Shao Yongchang, who was watching the battle behind Xiang An, suddenly said.
As soon as Shao Yongchang finished speaking, he heard Deng Tianling's "duh" sound, and all the purple sword shadows surrounding Ji Yongchang suddenly seemed to have condensed. The sword light that originally looked like an afterimage suddenly seemed to be...
It turned into a real long sword, and the situation seemed like a dozen swords stabbing Ji Yongchang at the same time.
Jin Wei, the owner of Jinyang Island who was watching the battle in the audience, saw this and said, "It seems that Elder Yi is going to lose a mine to Master Yan now!"
After hearing this, the elder of Moyu Mountain, Yi Xingyuan, did not speak, but he grabbed the armrest with his right hand and involuntarily squeezed the armrest tightly.
Everyone in the audience couldn't help but admire Deng Tianling's move, especially the people in Ziwu Villa, who all looked happy as if they were ready to celebrate the victory. However, the disciples of Mo Yushan were still extremely calm, and no one made any noise at all.
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Seeing long swords coming from behind, left and right, Ji Yongchang, who was standing in the middle of the "encirclement", was a little panicked, but he still wanted to find the sword in Deng Tianling's hand that posed the greatest threat to him at this critical moment.
Deng Tianling tried her best to control the dozen swords surrounding Ji Yongchang. Although there was only one real sword, the shadows of the other swords were also transformed by her true energy, which also required her to expend energy to control. Obviously, she could control these ten swords at the same time.
A few swords are not an easy thing for her.
Ji Yongchang shouted loudly, and used his true energy to explode at his side, slowing down the stabbing speed of other sword lights. With quick eyes and quick hands, he grabbed the purple shadow that was not affected by the true energy explosion and still stabbed him quickly.
long sword.
Deng Tianling, who was caught with a long sword, was shocked. He didn't expect Ji Yongchang to be able to find the sword in his hand from the sword shadow. She was so anxious that she turned the sword shadow into other zhenqi without hesitation.
All stabbed at Ji Yongchang.
Ji Yongchang had no intention of guarding against those Zhenqi sword shadows. He grabbed Deng Tianling's long sword and pulled hard. Deng Tianling, who was completely unprepared, was caught in front of him.
"Puff puff puff" Deng Tianling lost control of his purple sword shadows and hit Ji Yongchang one after another, who didn't want to hide. He knocked Ji Yongchang staggering and found it difficult to maintain his posture. But Deng Tianling did not dare to move at this moment. After all, Ji Yongchang was knocked around.
The longest and sharpest thorn on Yongchang's finger tiger was pressed straight against her neck.
Chapter completed!